Author's note: Hello! I'm finally back with the next chapter. This chapter may be a bit short and boring, but please don't go and ditch it, I did want to add something interesting but I didn't want it like I was rushing the story. I promise that the next chapter will be much better..

Disclaimer: Yes yes yes, believe it or not, I don't own Harry Potter or most of the characters.

Harry and Hermione were at the morgue. They looked on with their hands over their noses, trying to block out the stench, as a man slowly started to bring the bodies inside. There were a total of five bodies. All of them burnt, and scorching black. It was impossible to tell if a body were that of a woman, or a man. It was all in vain. Harry trudged back to his office. Clearly starting to feel the pressure. No wonder no one else wanted to take the case. He plopped into his seat and stared at the ceiling for a few seconds. It was only then that he remembered.

The diary

He took the book out his coat pocket and looked at it again. He stared at those words. Lily. It was still very hard to believe that what had happened was true. He had not only found his mother's diary, but he had read a part of it too. He immediately opened it and started to read again.

September 2nd 1976

...

I wake up to the sound of my alarm. I look up at my clock, it's six a.m. I should start getting ready for class. I take my robes from my suitcase(well, from one of them at least, the other two are filled with books) and head down to open the door to the shower. The mirror looked a bit steamed. That means Potter has already taken a shower. He's mostly down at breakfast by now. So I don't need to be worry about him opening the door. I lock the door, step inside and turned on the hot shower.

...

Morning check: Ah… now I'm refreshed, happy and starving. I could eat a hippogriff at the moment. Without a minute to waste, I'm off to get some food.

...

Status: Normal

Time:9:00 a.m.

Breakfast is over and it seems that the first class today is potions, my least favorite class. (apart from Divination) The reason… professor Slughorn. I don't think I can tolerate another one of his bloody tea parties, however the pumpkin pastries are rather delicious..

"Hey Lily.", Alice whispered. " Look, Slughorn's staring at us."

I slowly look at him, to find him looking right back at me. Once he finally notices that I've caught him in the act, he gives a casual smile and then turned his head to watch the other students.

Creepy…

"Merlin, if he tries to invite me to another Slug club, I'm not sure what I'll do."

"Alice, stop overreacting, you never come to his parties anyways."

Both of us, with Emmie were members of the Slug club, and every single one of us hated it. I look across the room and see her silenty working with Tristan. I look at the other groups, there were the regulars who were always together, like Potter and Black, then Remus and Peter. Then there were the not so regulars, like Snape and Frank.( poor Frank, it looks like he's going to pee in his pants)

"I bet you five Galleons that he will ask us to a slug club today."

"I'll take that bet. Alice, the first term has just begun, why would he ask us on the first day?"

We then changed the topic while working on our potion. And at the end of the class, we made our way towards Emmie, we were about to go on to our next class, but Slughorn stops us.

"Eh-hem, girls, I need to ask something of you three, so would you take a moment and stay behind for a minute please."

So that's what we did. We stayed. He said,"The Slug club will be having another party today, to celebrate the start of the new term. It would be a pleasure if you three come."

Alice exclaimed almost immediately,"Sorry professor, too much homework. You know, with the NEWTs coming up this year. Eh-heh.."

"I understand. Ms Evans?"

"My apologies sir, but I have head duties."

"Huh, Ms Vance?"

Emmie thought for a few seconds, then she nodded and said,"Of course professor, I'll be there."

"Why wonderful! Be sure to come by 9:30"

"Yes professor."

After this we started walking down the corridor to our next class.

"Emmie! I can't believe you! How could you possibly accept his invitation?"

"Alice, stop being so unreasonable. Someone had to accept the invitation. We all know that you aren't going to do so. Plus, I rather fancy the pumpkin pastries they serve there."

"That reminds me. Could you grab a few for me while your there?"

"By the way, Lily, my five Galleons?"

"Oh shove off. I'll give them to you after class."

...

Status: Sore

Time:7:50 p.m.

It's the last class of the day. Transfiguration. Ugh.

Do the homework gods give me so much of homework because they hate, or love me. I really don't know.. Bloody hell, I've got homework in Charms, Potions, Divination, Ancient Runes, and with this Transfiguration.

"Psst."

Hmm?

"Psst Lily."

I turn around in my seat to see Potter sitting behind me. How long has he been there?

"You don't want McGonagall to catch you daydreaming in class. she's not very lenient with giving detentions. Believe me. I know."

I smiled at that last line. He would know all about that, wouldn't he? One can only imagine how many time he's had detention with her.I gave a small nod and turn in my seat once more.

After class, Professor McGonagall calls out,"Mr Potter, Ms Evans, would you mind staying behind for a moment plaese.'

honestly, how many teachers have I met within two days?

We wait until all the other students leave, then there was silence. No one spoke. Finally the professor said,"I'd to talk to you two about the patrols list. Have you two finished it yet?"

Oh sodding flobberworms.

We hadn't made the list while we were on the train. I can't believe I forgot something like that.

"We-well professor.", I began.

"We have made the list, it's just that we have left it in the tower.", Potter interrupted.

She eyes us suspiciously and says'"I see... very well then, be sure to bring it tomorrow."

"Yes professor.", we respond in unison.

"Oh yes, I nearly forgot. The heads are to patrol every night from 9:00 to 10:00. You may start tomorrow. And the first perfect meeting will be next week, Thursday."

With that she immediately let us go. When we came out of the classroom, the entire corridor was empty.

"Should we meet in the library after dinner?"

"For what?"

"We didn't actually make the list, did we? So should we meet at the library after dinner to make it?"

"Oh, Ok."

And then we decided to part ways from there as we head to the dining hall.

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Status: Nervous

Time:9:30 p.m.

I've just finished dinner. I walk out of the great hall after saying my farewells to Alice and Emmie, to go in the direction of the library. And I find Potter, standng outside. He took a step forward , right in front of me. He held his hand out, and said, "Well aren't you coming?"

I didn't understand at first, I simply stared at him for a few seconds.

"Well?"

Then it hit me. The library. We were supposed to meet there.

"Yeah, coming."

There was still about 30 minutes till curfew. So we started to walk, side by side, but we didn't say anything. More like we didn't know what to say.(or else, I didn't know what to say) It just felt awkward. But slowly, we started to talk, about our classes and what not. Within this topic itself I listened to him talk about his mis-adventures with the other marauders. It was easy to go along with, just laugh at the right moments and make it look as though you were paying attention.

"Oh, we're here."

Indeed we had reached the library. We head on inside and seated ourselves at a table by the Charms section. It was a bit secluded from the rest of the library. We started to work on the list and within 15 minutes we had finished. Emmie would mostly be at the Slug Club right now. I think I'll go pay Alice a visit.

Just as I was about to go off in the opposite direction of Potter, he grabbed my wrist. I spun around to see what this was about.

"Wait, aren't you coming to the tower?"

"Not right now. I'm going to see Alice."

"Oh, alright then."

"I'll see you at the tower."

He nodded and let go of my wrist.

"See you."

...

Status: Blase'

Time:9:45 p.m.

I was seated beside Alice on her bed, since none wasn't there anymore. You know, cause I'm the head girl who sleeps in a totally different tower. We were the only two left in the dormitory.

I pick up one of Alice's novels and looked at the cover.

"Alice, I didn't know you were into romance novels"

"Obviously, I find them adorable."

"Is that so? All I can see is that two meet each other and immediately start shagging."

"It's not like that!"

"Yes it is Alice, admit it."

"Fine, I'll lend you one of my novels and you read it, then you give your opinion."

"I'm not reading one of those."

"I didn't ask you if you wanted to.", she sighed, " Please Lily, give it a chance."

I take another look at the cover, and then at Alice's desperate face. I say, "All right Alice. I'll give it a try and read one."

At that moment the door opens. It was Emmie. She was back from the Slug Club. She drops something on the table and flops on the be, her face colliding with the pillow.

"So... How did the party go?"

"It was so bloody boring."

"I told you not to go. You're the one who didn't listen."

"Oh shush."

As they continue to bicker I cross the room to see what Emmie had left on the table. It was a plastic bag, and inside it was, pumpkin pastries.

I gasped,"Emmie, you got them!"

"Hmm? Of course I did."

"Oh Emmie, thank you!", I exclaim as I run towards her and her a huge hug. I look at my watch. It was 9:53, only seven minutes till curfew. I grab one of Alice's books and say," It's almost curfew, I should go back to my room."

As I'm about to leave Alice clears her throat, extends her hand and shouts,"Wait! Lily, my five Galleons?"

I sigh, take the change out of my pocket and put these coins into her hand.

"There, you happy?"

She smiles and jingles the coins in her hand.

"Oh yes, this'll do."

"I'll see you two tomorrow.", I say before as I turn, stuff a pastry in my mouth, and sprint for the head's tower.

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Status: Tired

Time:9:59 p.m.

I walk inside the tower, with a pumpkin pastry still in my mouth, to find Potter sitting on the sofa looking at the fireplace. He turns his head to watch me come in, and then he stands up, looking at me.

" Hey", he says somberly.

I take a bite out of the pastry and ask him,"Hey, what are you doing this late?"

"Waiting for you."

That caught my attention. I looked at him as he strode over to me, until we were about three steps apart.

"I just wanted to ask you something."

But I didn't listen, I tried to stall time as much as possible. The first thing I did was put the half eaten pastry in my mouth, took another one from the bag and held it out to him. He looked at me, clearly flabbergasted. In the end, he took the pastry and took a bite from it. After swallowing he said,"Wow, these are good, where did you get them from?"

"The Slug club."

He takes bites out of the pastry as he talks,"As I was- saying, I-wanted to-no, actually needed to -ask you something." He takes the last bite. (That would have been record time)

"Mm-hmm.", I reply.(hey, don't blame me, I had a freakin pastry in mouth)

"I-I needed to know what you thought about us."

My head snapped up. I took a final bite of my pastry and say,"What do you mean?"

He gestured to the two of us, as he takes one more step in front of me. "I mean the both of us."

"What about us?", I asked, slowly getting nervous.

You know what I mean.

Actually, I don't.

He came another step closer. There would have been a few millimeters between us now. Our noses were almost touching. I stare into those deep hazel eyes of his. He moved even closer, so close that i could even see the light in his eyes. His eyes, they looked so warm. He ruffled his hair, making it look even messier.

"I've noticed the atmosphere between us these past two days. It's been awkward . Just-just lets forget about everything that's happened until now. I just can't take all the stiffness in the air around us anymore."

"So, you don't have feelings for me anymore, do you?"

"No. I don't. We can be friends. Unless you don't want to-"

"No, I want to."

"So.. it's good between us now?"

"Uh-huh."

He sighed and took a step back.

"Good. You should probably go to bed, it's late."

"Yeah.", I climb up the stairs and open the door to my room. I turn around and see him looking at me.

"Good night", I say.

"Good night."

I left the bag of pastries and the novel on the table on my bed while I went to my table to get started on my Charms homework . I take out some parchment, a quill and a book I had borrowed from the library, from my bag when I was there with Potter. Hmm, Potter... He always gave me something to think about. So we were friends now, huh. Who would've thought that would happen? Well, I wasn't lying when I had said that I wanted to be friends, and he had said that he didn't have feelings for me anymore.

"No, I don't."

Something went through me when that sentence popped into my head.

Was it relief, or disappointment?

Harry heard a knock on the door. Startled, he shut the diary and shoved it back in his coat pocket. "Come in." He said. The door opened. It was Hermione, looking annoyed as she tapped her foot in a slow rhythm.

"Yes Hermione?"

"Harry what are you doing?"

"Nothing."

"I gave you about three calls on your phone right there! Honestly, how much trouble do I have to go through to get you to look at these documents?"

"Sorry Hermione, I dozed off." He chuckled nervously.

She sighed, "Just tell me what you think of it tomorrow."

And then she closed the door, leaving him alone with the documents.